Chapter 263: The Eventful Years

At this time, the wind and snow were even stronger, and Shi Yongxin stepped on a thunderous pace, and the long sword shot towards Mu Hao's neck like a long rainbow. The sword qi that lingered around also surged towards Mu Hao like a tide. At this moment, he, Mu Hao, has no way back.

Half-step transformation into a god, even if its body is strong, it can be compared to gold and stone, but this sword qi is enough to cut gold and break stones. This thin figure is like being in a sword aura, does he still have any hope of surviving? No one will complain because Shi Yongxin spared no effort as soon as he made a move, but it was more of a pity for Mu Hao.

Mu Hao should be like Shi Yongxin and Shi Qinghan said, he should retreat to the stone platform below, maybe he will not give his life here, waiting for the opportunity to soar into the sky. Just when everyone was about to let out a sigh of regret, Mu Hao didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. The right hand that pressed on the hilt of the sword was quickly raised, and the fingers of the sword were pointed out as fast as lightning, like piercing leaves and picking flowers, which seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Wisps of sword qi lingered on the fingertips, tearing apart the surging sword qi like a wreaking devastation.

In the stunned gaze of countless Dao, Mu Hao's fair-skinned sword finger released the sword of Yongxin.

"Bang!" A terrifying force spread like a tide on the sword body, Shi Yongxin's right arm was a little numb, a little dumbfounded, what is the matter with this finger? Shi Yongxin obviously noticed that a terrifying sword qi was surging out of Mu Hao's sword finger before.

"Turning into a god, he has turned into a god!", this is Shi Yongxin's only thought at the moment.

"Huh!" Mu Hao's figure dragged out the remnants of the Dao Dao, and the sword qi lingered on the bamboo leaf caught by the tip of his left finger, and then it swung down like a cold man, and suddenly scarlet appeared. In Mu Hao's hands, the bamboo leaves seemed to have turned into the most terrifying sword, and Shi Yongxin's entire right arm was cut off.

"Ahh But Mu Hao was faster, the fluttering white clothes seemed to merge with the wind and snow, the white-skinned sword fingers moved slightly, the bamboo leaves were slightly raised, and then there was a shocking scarlet, bursting out, clean and neat, and Shi Yongxin's left arm was also cut off.

Losing his arms, Shi Yongxin's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were full of fear, and he looked directly at Mu Hao's calm face for the first time, and then retreated frantically. It's just that Mu Hao's figure appeared in front of him again like a ghost. Slightly raised bamboo leaves floated out like snow and crossed his neck. The steaming blood burst out like a column of water, Shi Yongxin's body shook, and he fell on the snow with a pop.

Looking at Shi Yongxin, who was motionless, Mu Hao's figure was as fluttering as snow before he stopped. The white hand was raised slightly, the sword finger clamped the bamboo leaf, and stepped on Shi Yongxin's corpse and walked forward.

"Quiet!" Even though the mountain breeze around them is getting stronger, most people can hear the thumping sound of their hearts. Melodious music is still fluttering on the mountain road, but it is more like a funeral song, and it is not for one person.

Countless eyes froze on the pool of scarlet blood. When he saw Shi Yongxin lying inside, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

Who never thought it would turn out so dramatically?

In the shortest possible time, Shi Yongxin's sword was broken like a skill, and the bamboo leaves were only slightly raised three times, but Shi Yongxin died like this.

Such a light and light killing, even the sword has not been released, and suddenly there is a chill, surging out of everyone's hearts. Whether it was Mu Hao's terrifying and elegant footwork, or his unobtrusive way of killing, or the incomparable sword qi, it made everyone who had shown a playful gaze lower their heads, and some people were even more stunned.

The snow was still falling, and Mu Hao walked out slowly, like no scarlet on his white clothes. It's just that there is a touch of red left on the bamboo leaves between Mu Hao's fingertips, and the red is a little dazzling. Looking at this scene, everyone's eyes were lifted up with great difficulty. Then it froze on the somewhat overly fair face, as if remembering something, and a series of gasps sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

"Transform into a god!" The sword qi like the cold mang's training is even stronger than before, and more importantly, in the process of Mu Hao's shot, he felt the incomparably majestic mana in Mu Hao's body, which was completely different from the powerful aura before, which only showed a problem - Mu Hao stepped into the god transformation stage. Moreover, Mu Hao was able to kill Shi Yongxin so lightly, and his cultivation was probably not low. Thinking of this, the chill in everyone's hearts was even stronger, they vaguely remembered that a month ago, Mu Hao had only turned into a god in half a step, and in just one month, his strength had undergone such a earth-shaking change?

No, he didn't want to be able to come out of the Immortal Tomb Peak, and he took the pill indiscriminately, causing the dantian to be shattered and the foundation destroyed, why was he able to successfully transform into a god. The eyes of various emotions gathered on Mu Hao, who came slowly, but Mu Hao was still walking quietly in the wind and snow, but no matter how big the snow was and how strong the wind was, it could not hide the coldness in Mu Hao's eyes as bright as stars.

"Yuan Infant Stage!" Shi Qinghan's eyes trembled slightly, and a pair of plain hands were also clenched tightly, looking at Mu Hao's thin and thin but somewhat tall figure. If Mu Hao had ever been an endless darkness for her world. But at this moment, a little starlight has already shone in this darkness, although this starlight is a little weak, but Shi Qinghan doesn't know this, whether the starlight can illuminate her whole world. He has entered the Yuan Infant Period, and at this point, there is a trace of disbelief in Shi Qinghan's eyes.

Chen Nan frowned slightly, the white-clothed figure standing on the stone platform. His eyes were even more vicious than those of Shi Qinghan and other inner disciples. Mu Hao's breakthrough really shocked him, but what Chen Nan paid more attention to was that the bamboo leaf sword qi in Mu Hao's hand was extremely powerful, even if there were some magic weapon-level sword weapons, they couldn't withstand it.

And from beginning to end, the bamboo leaves in Mu Hao's hands were not damaged at all. There is only one circumstance in this case, that is, the former's control of sword qi has reached an outrageous level, and thinking about this is enough to show how high his attainment is in the way of the sword. Chen Nan exhaled slowly, and chuckled: "Maybe he will live up to the name that his Lao Tzu gave him, Qinghan, do you say that he can win the Chixu Palace?"

Shi Qinghan willow leaves bent his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Mu Hao, and asked for the Red Void Palace?

"Terrifying footwork, terrifying reflexes, and unrivaled condensed sword energy. This point is already comparable to many inner disciples, but if you win the Chixu Palace, it will be a little difficult, whether it is Dongbo Xueying or the prince of Western Qin, they are not ordinary people. The elder on the side shook his head slightly, but there was a slight surprise in his voice: "Elder Chen, the broken foundation of the dantian is completely destroyed, why can you turn into a god?"

"This is an era of legends and miracles, why not?" asked Chennan rhetorically.

Mu Hao walked step by step, walking very calmly, without deliberately revealing any breath, but it was this kind of calm edge that made Ji Shang feel like she was on her back, especially the cold eyes of the former, which made her feel like she was in an ice cellar, and suddenly she only felt cold and piercing.

She didn't expect such a change, Shi Yongxin, who was as dazzling as a star in her eyes, died like this. Fear and panic spread in her heart, and her charming and dignified appearance lost its former elegance. Turning around slowly, Xi Shang could only turn his gaze to Qin Zheng, the prince of Western Qin who had trampled on countless swordsmen in Western Qin and had never been defeated.

"Come up. Qin Zheng's voice came out flat and ethereal, still so tepid. The pretty face of the miserable white face regained a little blood again, and the lotus step moved lightly, sweeping over the third stone platform until the second stone platform.

Mu Hao ascended the fourth stone platform, calmly looked at the back of the concubine, and shook his head slightly, many times early death is a relief, and the price of late death will be even more miserable. Mu Hao continued to walk forward, and under the gaze of countless eyes, he stepped onto the third stone platform, and his calm gaze met the cold eyes of the black-clothed young man.

Holding a sword, the black-clothed young man had already walked in front of Mu Hao, stood quietly in front of Mu Hao, and looked at Mu Hao seriously: "Mu Hao, I have heard of you a long time ago. ”。

Looking at the young man who was as cold as a sword, Mu Hao shook his head slightly: "But I have never heard of you." ”。

"This is natural, I used to be very low-key, not like a group of green demon babies, showing off all day long, or grandstanding. The black-clothed young man chuckled, his white teeth were a little eye-catching in the wind and snow, and his sword-like momentum seemed to cut through the wind and snow, pointing directly at Mu Hao: "I'm wondering, will you be a little annoyed with me?"

"Why are you angry?" Mu Hao pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, this young man was very strong, at least stronger than Shi Yongxin

"Because I don't have any obstacles, let that stupid woman go up!" said the young man in black seriously.

"Go up, and she'll have no way back. Mu Hao shook his head and said, "Besides, you also said that she is a stupid woman, just because you have the same opinion as me on this point, I won't be angry with you." ”。

"It's really a pleasure to talk to you, my name is Guo Jia. The young man in black slowly raised the long sword in his hand, a very ordinary long sword without any style embellishment. However, it is such a long sword, but it gives people a beast-like feeling. When the tip of the sword pointed at Mu Hao, the beast seemed to wake up, "I have an expectation, I hope that I will be lucky enough to see your sword."

Before the words fell, the black hair was like ink-stained pen and ink, swaying between the white world. The long sword in the hand of the black-clothed young man emitted a dazzling sword light. The Dao Dao Sword Shadow was like a drizzle, as continuous, and its terrifying sword aura was interspersed with it like rain.

"Terrible!" The disciples who witnessed this scene all looked at it with great solemnity, this dense and terrifying sword shadow, as if they wanted to see how many swords were pierced in an instant? In the past, they really couldn't imagine that someone's sword would be so fast, is this Senior Brother Guo Jia's Autumn Rain Sword?

The sword is like autumn rain, and the rain is cloudy.

"Is this the kid from last year? If the sword is like autumn rain, there is no drop of water left, which makes people unguardable. "Chen Nan rarely praised him, who was able to make him in charge of the affairs of the Torture Palace, praise the disciples, but there are only a handful. The sophisticated gaze stopped on Mu Hao's figure, and Chen Nan turned his head to look at the several elders on the side: "Do you remember him?"

"Him!"

Hearing this, the faces of the several elders who were watching immediately sank, as if they didn't want to recall that time and the figure that looked like a high mountain. The elder who had previously spoken out to deny Mu Hao's victory said softly, "How did Elder Chen think of him?"

"Because Mu Hao is very similar to him. Chennan whispered.

"He was so powerful that his peers felt terrible. The elder continued.

"His son will also be powerful and make his peers feel terrible. Chen Nan said convincingly.

This is premature. The elder shook his head and said, "Bloodlines can be inherited, but some things cannot. ”。

On the side, Shi Qinghan listened to the words of Chen Nan and the others, and his bright eyes fell on Mu Hao's figure without moving. Previously, she had witnessed the battle between Guo Jia and Qin Zheng. Guo Jia is very strong, even much stronger than many inner disciples, and the prince of Qin Zheng is even stronger.